[Volleyball Boys] Moonlit Night

When Tsukishima opened his eyes, he found himself in the darkness, subconsciously raised his hand, but bumped into a smooth surface.After groping around, he clarified the surrounding environment. He should be locked in a cube about 2 meters high.

The surrounding walls are smooth and flat, like glass, and there is no exit or gap.

However, for some reason, in such an environment, he didn't feel a trace of nervousness, and just stood there calmly.

Suddenly there was a ray of light in front of him, as if the dark glass was opened like a door, the light gradually changed from one line to one piece, the dazzling feeling made him close his eyes unconsciously, and when he opened them again, the surrounding environment changed , is a simple room. Judging from the decoration style, the owner of the room should be a woman.

Looking back, I didn't see anything like a cabinet that I was in just now.

Before Yue Dao could sort out her thoughts, a childish voice sounded: "Are you my birthday present?"

He followed the sound and lowered his head, and saw a little girl about 5 years old looking up at him.

"……star?"

The little girl looks exactly the same as the 5-year-old photo of Lin Xingning seen by Yue Dao.

"Why do you know my name?" The 5-year-old version of Lin Xingning's hair is half-length but not short, and it looks a bit messy because of the natural curl at the end of the hair. She seemed to remember something and excitedly grabbed Yue Dao's hand Trouser legs, "That's right, you are a birthday present from God, so you know everything!"

birthday present?Own?Tsukishima knelt down, tapped her forehead, and made a disgusted expression: "Little one, I'm not your gift."

Even at the age of 5, some bad habits are exactly the same, Lin Xingning just pretended that he hadn't heard that sentence: "What's your name, Mr. Gift?"

"... Yue." Looking at the expectant expression on the other side, Yue Dao still couldn't bear it, and replied reluctantly.

"Okay, Mr. Moon!"

Well, let's not argue with the kid anymore. After all, besides this point, there are too many troublesome questions, such as how did he get here, why is Lin Xingning only 5 years old, and what was he doing before this?

"Then Mr. Moon, please help me comb my hair." Lin Xingning interrupted Yue Dao's thinking, put the comb into his hand, and sat down in front of the dressing table talking to himself, "We are going to school soon."

"Us?" Tsukishima asked back, and under her urging, he walked behind her to help her comb her hair, and tied two small braids low.

"My father is going to the hospital to accompany my mother, so only Mr. Moon can accompany me to school." Lin Xingning got off the chair and put on his schoolbag, "Shall we go?"

After she finished saying that, the next second, Yue Dao found herself standing at the gate of a kindergarten, and Lin Xingning was saying good morning to the female teacher at the gate.He was still at a loss for the missing memory in the middle, and subconsciously followed Lin Xingning to the kindergarten for a while, only to realize that other than her, others seemed to be unable to see him.

When Lin Xingning was in the small class, the female teacher at the door came in and asked everyone to sit down. After the children were all seated, several adults came in one after another and sat beside them.

"Today is parent visit day, right?" Tsukishima asked.

"Yes."

"Then why didn't your father come to participate?"

Lin Xingning took out the previous day's homework from his schoolbag: "Dad is busy so I won't bother him, anyway, I have Mr. Moon to accompany me."

"I'm not your parent." Tsukishima frowned seeing that the parent's signature frame on her workbook was blank.

"I know." Lin Xingning nodded, "Mr. Moon is not my parent, but a hero who fulfilled my wish."

"...What is the name of a hero? Why do I want to fulfill your wish?" Lin Xingning was used to complaining like this when facing the normal version, and finally lost in front of the tearful eyes of the 5-year-old version, "So your wish What is it?"

"Hmm..." She tilted her head and thought for a while, "Mr. Moon, please read me a bedtime story."

Before he had time to think about why the other party wanted this, the scene in front of Yue Dao changed again. He was holding a sketchbook in his hand, and Lin Xingning was lying on the bed looking at him expectantly.

He opened the notebook in his hand, and the content in it turned out to be a comic strip drawn by Lin Xingning to let him take him to the fireworks conference.

Because Yuedao remained silent for a long time, Lin Xingning asked, "What's the matter, Mr. Moon?"

"……nothing."

How can it be nothing, whether it is Lin Xingning who is only 5 years old or his missing memory in the middle, it is a big problem, but I don't know why he knows these things, but he doesn't have much interest in thinking about the reasons.

It was just a question for a moment, and soon Yue Dao felt that it was no big deal, coughed twice, and told the story in a gentle tone as much as possible: "A long time ago, in a tall tower, there lived a lonely little boy. prince……"

After the story was finished, Lin Xingning asked, "Did the little girl and the little prince watch the fireworks at the end?"

"...I went to see it."

"Is that so," she thought for a while, then asked again, "Did the little girl go back to heaven after that day?"

Yue Dao pondered for a few seconds with a slightly tangled expression: "No."

"So what's the end of this story?"

This story had no ending. He thought for a longer time this time, and he used the ending of most fairy tales with some uncertainty: "They lived happily together?"

Lin Xingning really didn't like this: "What a cliché ending."

"Okay, the bedtime story is over, it's time for you to go to bed." The child was really troublesome, Tsukishima forcibly ended the topic, and put the notebook in his hand away.

"Okay, I understand," Lin Xingning closed his eyes obediently, and asked softly, "Today is almost over, Mr. Moon is different from the little girl, so he is leaving, right?"

At this moment, Yue Dao seemed to be released from the prison, and many memories that he hadn't thought of before and the unreasonable things in the previous experience all came to mind.

He clearly felt that he was in a dream.

"Yes, I'm leaving." Tsukishima patted her head, "But it's okay."

"Your little prince is waiting for you in the future."

When Lin Xingning was brushing his teeth in the bathroom in the morning, Yue Dao also came in to wash up.

She mumbled hello with foam in her mouth: "Good morning, Yue."

Yue Dao did not respond to her question, but replied softly: "Happy birthday."

Lin Xingning blinked. She didn't remember her birthday. After all, the lunar calendar is really difficult to remember. Besides, for her, this day is the same as most days of the year. There is no difference, and it is even less important than the Dragon Boat Festival.

After all, you can have a holiday and eat zongzi during the Dragon Boat Festival-well, that is also a domestic matter.

"What's wrong?" Yue Dao squeezed out the toothpaste, and found that she was confused and didn't know what she was thinking.

She spit out the foam in her mouth and rinsed her mouth: "I don't know whether to reply 'thank you' or 'I don't know if today is my birthday'."

"what?"

Lin Xingning was obviously disgusted, and apologized embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, Yue, I will try my best to remember next year."

"Forget it." Tsukishima turned his head and brushed his teeth, and after a while, asked vaguely, "That..."

"Ok?"

"...do you want to hear a bedtime story?"

"...Huh??" Lin Xingning was full of doubts, "Will Yue read to me?"

"It's okay if you don't want to listen..."

"Listen!" She replied quickly, "I want to hear it!"

"Oh." Yue Dao avoided Lin Xingning's eyes, pretended to be calm and continued to brush his teeth.

Lin Xingning tilted his head and thought about what he said just now, and asked, "Is it a special birthday service?"

"Huh? Do you usually want to hear it?"

"If Yue reads to me, I want to hear it."

Yue Dao looked disgusted: "Are you 5 years old, Lin Xingning?"

"Yes."

"……troublesome."

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Small Theater ①

In the morning, Hinata and Kageyama ran into each other again at the school gate. Hinata subconsciously rushed towards the gymnasium. After running for a while, she felt something was wrong. She stopped and looked back to find Kageyama walking slowly and dejectedly.

Hinata did not approach, and shouted loudly: "Even if you miss the opportunity to start, don't try to trick me into taking the opportunity to overtake me!"

Kageyama ignored his provocation at all, with a look of lovelessness on his face.

Hinata observed for a while, and then approached him, seeing that his eyes were out of focus: "What's the matter? Did you meet the great king on the way?"

"No." Yingshan wiped his face with his hand, and replied angrily, "I... dreamed of Lin Sang last night..."

"Eh? What!!" Hinata was taken aback, "Dream...dream...dreams of other people's girlfriends are too...not good, Kageyama!!"

"Hehe," Yingshan's smile revealed an inexplicable sadness, "In my dream, Lin Sang kept asking me——

"Kageyama-kun, have you studied today?

"Why don't you study?"

"..." Hinata patted him on the shoulder understandingly, "Thank you for your hard work."